'The Killer in the Mist!'
The enemy had just been lurking nearby.
That 'Flesh Cultist' was able to silently infiltrate the room and ambush him, undoubtedly the work of that person.
The quick dispatch of Mrs. Pence and the killing of the butler were likely also done by that person.
And now? It seems the opponent is trying to play the role of the 'fisherman'!
...
2024-08-11 13:56:56 +0000 UTC View PostThe night was as dark as ink, and the crimson was like blood.
A sinister grin appeared on the man's face, his pale teeth chilling to behold. His low laughter was like the growl of a beast erupting from his throat.
The man held Mrs. Pence by the neck with one hand, lifting her off the ground.
Blood had already covered her face, but she wore an excited smile.
He ext...
2024-08-11 13:56:29 +0000 UTC View Post“‘Secret Realm’?”
When Goethe heard this term, he almost instinctively thought of his status as an apprentice "Keeper of Secrets."
Could it be that managing the supernatural isn't the main job of the "Keepers of Secrets"?
Is it the so-called "Secret Realms" instead?
"That's right."
"Exactly what you're thinking."
Moray confirmed Goethe's suspic...
2024-08-11 13:56:13 +0000 UTC View PostNo clues at all!
Another dead end!
The people in the lair of the "Foggy Murderer" had not directly participated in the killing of "his" relatives.
In other words...
"Did the 'Foggy Murderer' do it all alone?"
Goethe's narrowed eyes flashed with a cold light.
He could almost imagine it: the "Foggy Murderer" arrived in Lust and, for some unknown reason, ...
2024-08-11 13:55:57 +0000 UTC View Post*"Child of Flesh and Blood"?*
Gawain was intrigued by this new term.
Mrs. Pence didn't answer immediately. Instead, she bent down and carefully examined the corpse.
After about half a minute, she stood up and looked at Gawain with undisguised admiration in her eyes.
"He is not a true 'Child of Flesh and Blood,' but rather a high-level 'Flesh and Blood Fol...
2024-08-11 13:55:29 +0000 UTC View PostThe tall and burly assailant's body collapsed to the ground.
Despite his nearly invulnerable body, the eyes and mouth remained vulnerable.
Goethe, watching the assailant fall, didn’t approach immediately. He reloaded his weapon and then aimed at the assailant’s mouth and eyes, firing repeatedly until brain matter started oozing from the eye sockets. Only then did he stop....
2024-08-11 13:54:23 +0000 UTC View PostThe "guy" behind Old Bill died with his eyes wide open.
He clearly couldn't believe that even after taking a hostage, Goethe would still order to open fire, completely disregarding the hostage's safety.
Regret, remorse, and resentment.
These emotions began to surface in his eyes.
He regretted his momentary greed, which led him to sneak into 32 Durian Street.
That guy?!
Gawain's eyes narrowed instantly.
There were many people Swart could refer to as "that guy," but there was only one "that guy" both of them would recognize—a scoundrel who had beaten them to it at No. 32 Little Durian Street.
Gawain never minded a good fight.
He was all too familiar with death.
Life back home had made him accustomed to it.
Flesh Church?!
Gawain and Kyle were simultaneously drawn to it.
"The exact time when the Flesh Church appeared is unknown, but there are rumors that King George I's death is related to them. In the 120 years since then, every disturbance and killing in the kingdom has their shadow behind it!"
"The most recent appearance was in June last year. When the 'Extraordinary Leg...
2024-08-11 13:52:54 +0000 UTC View Post"There are far too many uncertainties in the 'Extraordinary World.'"
"In fact..."
"They are far more terrifying than you can imagine."
"They are intangible, without form, yet omnipresent, and they appear without any warning."
"When you face them, you will not only need strength, but also the 'courage' to fight them, and more importantly, you must learn to 'coopera...
2024-08-11 13:52:34 +0000 UTC View PostThe sudden question caught Goethe off guard.
He shook his head, surprised that Mrs. Pence wasn't focusing on Kiel.
"I don't know," Goethe replied honestly.
"Secret Arts are the 'extraordinary powers' that 'Gifted Ones' can manifest by speaking Tufurian in a specific order. Most require accompanying gestures and certain items, while only a few can be performed with langu...
2024-08-11 13:52:14 +0000 UTC View PostAs Kiel hurriedly tidied up, Goethe had already refreshed himself and returned to the hall.
He then noticed an elderly woman emerging from one side of the corridor.
She wore a plain black dress, which made her appear very modest. The black-rimmed glasses added a touch of severity to her appearance. Aside from that, she wore no jewelry or accessories that someone her age might...
2024-08-11 13:51:41 +0000 UTC View PostAt 2 PM, Goethe was promptly awakened by Swart.
No nightmares.
Two hours of deep sleep had completely restored Goethe's energy.
In the washroom, Goethe carefully washed up and changed his clothes.
The visit at 3 PM today was crucial for him.
"Extraordinary Language"!
Is there anything faster to understand an unknown than learning its language?
Na...
2024-08-11 13:51:21 +0000 UTC View PostSheila, a standout figure at the Garden Club.
Or rather, its star.
Young, beautiful, with a gentle demeanor, she seemed like a true lady. Moreover, she possessed wealth that most ladies, who depended on their fathers or brothers, did not have—those so-called ladies' lives weren't as glamorous as they seemed.
A life reliant on others would eventually shatter when those...
2024-08-11 13:50:59 +0000 UTC View Post"What's down there?"
Swart pressed on, but his two subordinates couldn't give a coherent answer.
Slap, slap!
The police chief raised his hand and gave each subordinate a sharp slap across the face.
This time, they snapped out of their stupor.
"What's down there?"
Swart asked again.
"Bodies!"
"Skeletons!"
The two subordinates ...
2024-08-11 13:50:39 +0000 UTC View Post
Swart swore he didn't do it on purpose.
It was...
An instinctive reaction.
Including the moment he shut his eyes as the butcher knife came down—it was also instinctive.
Then, the sheriff felt a sudden tightness at the back of his collar as he was yanked backward. Before he could react, a gunshot ra...
2024-08-11 13:50:14 +0000 UTC View PostThe voice seemed to have a magical power, making Goethe groggy. But the moment the word 'home' sounded, Goethe woke up.
'Home'?
Although he didn't know if he could go back yet, this wasn't his home!
Looking at the palm reaching towards him, Goethe took a step back and dodged it directly.
Christa Wayne was taken aback.
Obviously, she didn't expect this to hap...
2024-08-11 13:49:37 +0000 UTC View PostAunt.
Krista Wayne.
A girl who liked to wear white dresses, always had a smile on her face, and was very willing to give "him" extra pocket money.
Yes, a girl.
Although referred to as an aunt, Krista Wayne was only five years older than him, the child of his grandfather's third wife. However, like his grandfather's second wife, she unfortunately passed away early....
2024-08-11 13:49:12 +0000 UTC View PostBack in his hometown, when Gord used to moonlight as a "cleaner," he had encountered a fair number of corpses and many gut-wrenching scenes.
So, the carnage at No. 32 Little Durian Street didn’t faze him at all.
In fact, he felt a strange sense of familiarity.
And in this familiar feeling, Gord immediately sensed something was off.
The entire scene was "too clea...
2024-08-11 13:48:45 +0000 UTC View Post*The Keeper of Secrets?*
Gord muttered this word, which he had heard for the first time, and etched it firmly in his mind.
Then, he asked directly.
"Can people with insufficient talent, or no talent at all, still use 'extraordinary powers'?"
Gord had asked this question before.
And this time, Morey’s answer was still affirmative.
However, it...
2024-08-11 13:48:28 +0000 UTC View PostIf you asked Goethe what kind of person he disliked the most, people who act all mysterious would definitely be at the top of the list.
Looking at Morley, who was clearly already seriously injured yet still playing the role of the "Riddler," Goethe rolled his eyes.
Riddlers should just die!
Goethe crossed his arms and sat there, grumpily asking back.
“Do you thi...
2024-08-11 13:48:10 +0000 UTC View Post
As the thought crossed his mind, text appeared—
**[Unarmed Combat (Skilled) → Unarmed Combat (Mastered)]**
**[Unarmed Combat reached the Mastery level, gaining a mastery option: Well-Trained!]**
**[Unarmed Combat (Mastered): A solid foundation, extensive practical experience, and exceptional talent combined with re...
2024-08-11 13:47:49 +0000 UTC View Post
There’s a solid reason why Matsuko Hotel is the most expensive in Lust.
Gawain stood in the top-floor suite of the hotel, looking down—
A total of eight attackers.
By this time, they had all been knocked to the ground.
And the hotel staff?
Not a single person was injured.
Be...
2024-08-11 13:47:11 +0000 UTC View PostEarlier, Goethe couldn't figure out why Lady Sheila would seek out Swart. It couldn't have been to recruit or seek protection.
Swart wasn’t visiting the Garden Club for the first time, nor was this the first time Lady Sheila knew about Swart. If she wanted to meet him, she would have arranged it long ago. Moreover, given the circles she moved in, if she even hinted at needing som...
2024-08-11 13:44:04 +0000 UTC View PostWas it really Swart that she came for?
Gawain quietly sat back down.
Like the other men in the hall, he watched as a visibly excited Swart, accompanied by the young maid, headed towards the corridor on the side of the hall—leading to the staircase to the second floor.
Unlike the others, who were filled with envy, Gawain was deep in thought.
He couldn’t believe...
2024-08-11 13:43:48 +0000 UTC View PostCould Morey be the "Fog Murderer"?
As this question surfaced in his mind, Gawain began to consider its possibility.
As long as one cleverly utilizes the information gap, it's not impossible to achieve such a thing, Gawain thought.
And given the behavior of someone like Swart, it would make things even easier.
Therefore, Gawain had to be cautious.
After all, ...
2024-08-11 13:43:25 +0000 UTC View PostBoom!
Severed limbs flew through the air.
This time, Goethe was certain that Pharoah was dead—completely and utterly dead.
He walked over and inspected Pharoah's shattered body.
The man had possessed extraordinary powers!
It was Pharoah who had manipulated Hode’s corpse to "come back to life."
Goethe was sure of this.
After all, Pharoah had b...
2024-08-11 13:43:10 +0000 UTC View PostFlames flickered, and the explosion roared deafeningly.
Windows, doors, and fragile walls were instantly shattered by the shockwave.
Along with them, Dr. Hode’s body was also blown to pieces.
Swart crouched by the side of the carriage, holding onto his hat. He glanced at Goethe, then at what remained of Dr. Hode’s now-ruined residence, and silently raised Goethe’s...
2024-08-11 13:42:51 +0000 UTC View PostDr. Hode is dead?!
Goethe frowned.
It was too much of a coincidence that Hode died just after Goethe had Swart investigate him.
If Goethe only suspected that Hode was suspicious before, now he was certain—Hode definitely had issues!
"It was a suicide! He left a note saying...he poisoned your grandfather and then, consumed with guilt, he chose to take his own lif...
2024-08-11 13:42:29 +0000 UTC View Post*Expense of Public Funds.*
Goethe was quite familiar with the Garden Club.
He knew the ins and outs, how to handle himself.
So, he was well aware of what could be done with 5 gold tickets there.
The entrance fee was 1 silver coin.
The fee for a tea seat was 1 silver coin.
And a dance cost 1 silver coin.
Of course, if it was just dancing,...
2024-08-11 13:42:10 +0000 UTC View Post